For the longest time I thought to myself, “how do people have the heart to bring a child to such a cruel world? More so knowingly. Do y’all seat down and discuss with your partner and plan for a child…” (I think thats how people get 2nd borns. Lets not be coy and agree that most of the times only middle borns are planned for). Anyway, I think it’s because some pretty messed up ish have happened to me in the past (story for another day) but over the weekend I got some clarity.
Ever helped someone with a bigger, realer problem than yours? Remember that feeling? It’s out of this world. I feel more alive, like a person who is trying to deserve the much she’s been blessed with. It might not be much, but it’s enough to share. Often we focus on the problems we have or think we have and forget that it could be worse. There’s someone in a hospital with a terminal illness, a child barely a year old who is starving. There is a hard-working man who has been shot down and been robbed off everything, health included, a girl barely old enough to be a mother has to raise a child after being defiled by a person she calls “dad”, a guy who’s just starting to figure out his life is drugged and molested by at least 5 people he thought were his friends and has to survive, be a husband and a father and more so be strong for his young family…(ok, maybe its a bit exaggerated but I wouldn’t be shocked if it’s happened) 😦
The last couple of months, I’ve had the chance to dedicate a Saturday or two to something more than waking up at 2pm dehydrated and lazing around all day or what’s left of it. You know that hangover feeling… Yea. Anyway, it all started when my gay husband (hey darling) introduced me to this group she was in when she was still in campus. These cool kids would come together every first Saturday of the month, contribute a little som’n som’n, do shopping and take it to this children’s home for mentally challenged kids in Lang’ata; St.Terresa Children’s Home.
By the time I was joining, they had stopped going so frequently and because more people had joined who were not in Strath, i.e myself and a couple more people, we stopped being the Strath group. (We currently don’t have a name though but what’s the need of labelling things, right?) When you stop worrying and stressing yourself about your self-inflicted worries and look at the bigger picture, the greater pain that’s in the world, you appreciate what you have. These particular kids at St. Teresa’s for instance didn’t ask to be born with that disability but for some reason, they are way happier that you are. You with the ability to make consistent coordinated thoughts, you who’s body is able to respond to your brains orders. Isn’t it such a shame when you think about it? Granted, I still have my self-pity moments because well, am human but after taking up such a responsibility, helping the care givers with these kids, that’s when you know that there are really selfless people.
Then roughly 2 months ago I attended a charity dinner. In my mind before getting there I thought I would meet well established people, you know, a much older crowed. Like early 30s onwards until I got there. This event was full of generation Z and the work they do, damn! (btw, this is the kind of event people should be picking up potential partners and not at your karoko… just saying) So, instead of what my nameless group does, this other one called AKINAH usually helps children’s homes be self-sufficient. They help them come up with a way to generate income to sustain themselves. In one children’s home, they helped them set up and carry out agriculture. The kids here plant their own food which they use to feed themselves and for surplus, they sell for extra income. You know, teach the poor how to fish instead of giving them fish… In another, the kids were interested in bead work. So a jewellery workshop was set up for them. I forget what other activities they have helped establish and the number of children’s homes they have helped improve or start-up but you can find them on Facebook and twira as Akinah Kenya and @AkinahR respectively.
Two weekends ago I was invited by another friend to a free clinic in Lang’ata at St. Peters Methodist Church. His name, Ann Kiguru. (Yes a he that was not a mistake. Ssup 😀 ) This group is as you guessed, runs a free clinic. So, Kiguru here mobilizes a couple of doctors in the church and pharmacists from the neighbourhood and beyond. They collect drugs whose shelf life is 6 or less months, sets up a tent for consultations with the doctors and another for the drugs dispensation.
At the end of the day I was as tired as a dog but I would do it all day, every day.
With the world as screwed up as it is, with people as malicious, greedy and cruel as they may be. With the little that we have and with as much as we can get from those with purer hearts and loving souls, we’ll make a difference. Big or small, far and near, to the best of our abilities. We shall do everything we can and whatever it takes with whomever is willing to be the difference we want to see. And make this world a little bit better for our filial generations. Because a world worth living in is worth saving.
ps, thanx Leroy Marshall for following… such a darl for being my first follower.